When you are super cool but somehow got stuck in a mediocre school like NTU, feeling out of place will soon become inevitable. Having stepped into the cool realms of SMU, a fantastic 5min walk from either City Hall or Dhoby Gauht, one can't help it but feel a tinge of regret - what if I had chosen the road less taken. Nabeis. NTU sucks to the core la. Coming back from SMU, I have no moods to study or continue in this hugely depreciated scrap building whatsoever. Argh. From super cool underpasses, security systems, to lifts and escalators and kopithiams, everything's perfect man. It's little wonder that NTU students look weird when they dress up to school, while it's perfectly alright if SMU students did the same in their schools. 'Cos the surroundings and environment call for good dress sense mah. Duh! We suck lar. Sigh. On a consoling note, SMU offers 4 years courses, means higher living expenses [who won't when town is just nearby], means more money spent on clothes, means more chiobus to see, means more eye-candy, means we will study betta...OHH!! Sian 1/2. Considering that I had spent a bomb living in this screwed up place, I would be better off staying at home but studying in SMU right? I know. I shall save up from now and then move over to SMU for exchange next semester! Yesh, I shall. Failure is never an option now.